Showing posts with label Patti. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Patti. Show all posts

Friday, June 26, 2015

Love conquers hate: Reflection on the movie The Railway Man

A month ago, I watched the movie, "The Railway Man".  I thought it was a movie about trains and railways but then it turned out to be a World War II story of the POWs (prisoners of war). In this blog, I will not be telling you the plot and the details as I have indicated a link so you can further read about the story itself. What I will be sharing here in my blog is how the movie affected and made me appreciate life even more.

The most striking part of the movie was when Lomax, the main character, even in his anger and rage, did not hurt or kill his previous tormentor, Japanese translator Nagase when the two finally met.  You will see in the movie how the transition and change of hearts happened.  I could see how time and conversion of one's heart made a difference.  At the end, they became good friends and treat each other as brothers.  

It just goes to show that even in the most difficult times in our lives, the only thing we can do is to accept things and to forgive those who hurt us and not become consumed by hate and revenge.  I always believe that there are many instances in our lives when we question why things happen this or that way, yet what else can we do? I have always believed in the saying, "Nothing happens by accident for behind everything there is a reason though we may not know at once".  Moreover, in the movie, it was showed how love indeed conquers everything.  The love of the wife of Eric Lomax, Patti, also helped in the healing of his past.  I also learned that it is important to communicate though it may hurt digging one's past experiences because it will be like opening wounds that already became scars.  Trust, faith, and acceptance are the key to building solid relationships. 

Hope you will be more inspired after watching this movie. Enjoy!


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